Strip poker

Summary: Blaine, Sebastian, Puck and Sam play strip poker. But eventually Blaine wants to stop because it brings back memories and Sebastian is there to comfort his boyfriend.

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"Come on Blaine, join us!" I beg as Blaine had refused to play strip poker with me, Puck and Sam. It's boring without him. I mean, Puck and Sam are probably hot, but not as hot as Blaine. Blaine stood up and walked to the fridge.

"What are you doing?" I saw how he had packed some beer and after a few seconds he threw an empty bottle in the trash.

"Let's do it!" He screamed already drunk. I pull him with me to his living room and see that Puck and Sam are ready to begin.

After an hour I still wear most of my clothes. Puck and Sam are both sitting on the ground only without a shirt. But Blaine on the other hand is almost naked. If he loses one more time he has to take of his briefs. And I can't wait to see what's underneath those. Blaine is my boyfriend and all, but I never seen him naked. We haven't done it yet. Blaine wants to wait and I love him. I love him so much that I can't argue about it with him. I'm on that point that I want to do everything to make him happy. I know it's stupid, but I like the way he makes me feel and I don't want it to be over.

"Briefs off! Briefs off! Briefs off!" Blaine had lost again and everyone is excited about it except Blaine. It's kind of weird. I thought that Puck and Sam were straight. It's probably the alcohol, even if alcohol let's show the real you. Blaine is really uncomfortable. He's shifting on the ground and I want to make it stop. I want to make him feel safe. He should have drunk more. The past hour during the game Blaine haven't drank any alcohol. And now he's too uncertain to be naked in front of his boyfriend and friends. Which is pretty logic now I think about it. Blaine stands up and I thought he was going to take his briefs off, but he doesn't. He turns around and runs upstairs.

"Blaine!" I scream after him, but he isn't answering me. I walk up the stairs not listening to Sam's and Puck's complaining. They don't matter to me right now. If I'm upstairs I see Blaine lying on his bed. He is crying. Fuck.

"Blaine?" He looks up and smiles a little at me. That's a good this, right? "Why did you run away? You could just say that you didn't want to take of your briefs." I say politely, but I immediately see that that wasn't his only problem. I lay down next to him and I can feel how Blaine moves and lays his head on my chest.

"It's just… stupid." I hear Blaine say.

"No Blaine. It's not. Please tell me." I see that Blaine almost starts to cry. I don't want him to cry. I want him to be happy, with me.

"Uhm… when I was eight I had to do… stuff." Blaine says and I immediately know what kind of stuff he is talking about. "Not like the big stuff… stuff…" Blaine adds as he saw the expression on my face. He don't want me to think too bad about it. So maybe he didn't had to have sex with people, but only kiss and the 'little' stuff. It's still too much and still not fair. Especially not for a boy of eight years old with little mouths.

"Blaine…" I don't know what to say. I always have that. Always as it is important to say something, if it's important to comfort someone I don't know what to say. And when this person left I know exactly what to say.

"They just needed money, all right. It's fine."

"Blaine, it's not fine. You still struggling with it. You can't live with them." I say. I wished I hadn't said the last part.

"Only two more months and then I can live with you." And I smile at that. I can't wait until then. We are going to the same college so we decided to move in by Puck. With Sam. We're gonna live together. With Puck and Sam. It was quiet for a while after that.

"I'm glad I told you this." Blaine suddenly says. I almost was fallen asleep and I jump out of the bed. Sometimes I fear way too fast.

"Ah… fuck!" I bumped against Blaine's nightstand. My head hurts. I'm sure that there will be a bruise tomorrow. And to my surprise Blaine just stands up and leaves.

"What are you doing?" He's not answering me. I try to stand up, but everything gets dizzy in front of me. I lay down on the bed and close my eyes. I feel how someone presses a wet towel against my head and it immediately feels better.

"Thanks" I mutter as I throw the towel away and grab my boyfriend by his waist. I kiss him right on his mouth with the meaning for a just a little kiss. But Blaine holds my head in place and makes sure I'm not going anywhere. He doesn't have to care about that. I'm not going anywhere. At least, not without him. The kisses become hungrier and we can't do this now.

"Blaine! We should go downstairs" I tell him.

"Fine, if you want to." He says as he climbs out of the bed. But I can't let that happen. I grab him by his arm and pull him back.

"I rather stay here." I say as I let my hands inspect Blaine's body. And Blaine isn't complaining. He opens the buttons of my shirt and within a few seconds I was just in my briefs. Just like Blaine.

"Are you two coming?" Blaine's head goes straight up. Why must they ruin everything? They both heard footsteps. They're coming upstairs!

"Fuck!" Blaine swears as he jumps off the bed. He starts looking for his clothes, but remembered that they are still downstairs.

You can say that. Fuck. I thought as I tried to hide my boner.

So… This is supposed to be a short one shot. But I realize that the end is pretty annoying for a one shot. Sam and Puck are coming upstairs! What will happen… But this is a one shot story. Review and say fart. And do you want me to write a part two? I can think about it…

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